| I look at fucking with, but you tryin to be so tough
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| Tellin me about your past, I’m like and nigga so what?
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| I come through in the new P Miller jumpoffs, no socks on
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| New coupe, fuck the sunroof, nigga the whole top gone
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| Flows trying to plot arm, I tell every nigga
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| Once I block off my waist, my shots off like I was Reggie Miller
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| And if you don’t see it, just give me a second
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| I pull that thing out quick like a chick you with, «you ain’t trying to get me
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| pregnant»
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| See I’m way too inpatient for being a lifer
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| But I’m far too skinny to fight ya
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| And I figure, look why would I send a cap and try to mike tyson
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| When I could wayne gretsky, come thru and just ice ya
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| See theres a time to duke and a time to talk
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| I’m sure your a cool dude but your problem is your timing is off
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| I don’t have to come with the click and I don’t wanna box you
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| I’d rather just box you in and just be done with the shit, bitch
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| I’d probably merk you, I mean whichever ones worse
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| Shop on the floor of explorers, whichever one come first
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| And I know they mad, why wouldn’t they be pissed off
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| When the Testarossa looks like its bout to lift off
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| And since I’m sittin here, telling you about the roaster
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| Its only right I tell you them thangs pop off like toasters
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| And once I let 'em fly, I got the dealer
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| No matter who I talk, He’ll talk 'em down in five
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| My fam, I do those guys
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| No problem I’m young, I can do those flies
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| We gonna have my boy West have to book me a flight
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| I have my brother in law M Beezy doing some tricks on a bike
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| See I live good, so I ain’t trying to stress fuck
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| But I like died for these things, you best best to duck
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| So when you come, make sure you bring your best stuff
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| Cause if not I’ll give your family a good reason to have to dress up |